The cripple suddenly laughed, and laughed very wildly.
"boom--"
However, at this moment, something flew past my ear and hit the lame man right in the face.
The lame man who was laughing wildly was unprepared for a moment, and two big teeth spit out from his mouth.
"Who! Who dares to sneak attack me! If you have the guts, come forward!"
After suffering such a sudden cripple, I felt like I was going crazy.
"I am your uncle!"
Listening to that familiar voice, I felt really relieved. I really didn't expect that the little Taoist priest would arrive at this time.
"Damn stinking Taoist priest!"
Looking at the nondescript Taoist robes worn by the little Taoist priest, the lame man's face was full of resentment.
"If you have the guts, just say this again. Do you think I will knock out your big teeth? Do you really think that you will be invincible if you learn some evil skills? I have been looking for you for so long, but I didn't expect you to be here.
here!"
The little Taoist priest came to my side with a sneer, put his hands behind his back, and motioned for me to block the window.
Then, he directly took out his peach wood sword with his backhand.
After seeing the little Taoist priest's actions, I immediately dodged and rushed to the window.
"Stinky Taoist, what do you want to do?"
The cripple just glanced at me, and then fixed his eyes on the little Taoist priest again. It seemed that he was very afraid of the little Taoist priest. I didn't expect that the two of them seemed to have known each other before.
"What do I want to do? I'll fuck your mother! I haven't settled the accounts with you for what happened last time, but I didn't expect you to dare to appear in front of me. Do you really think I don't dare to chop you up?"
While the little Taoist priest was talking, he took out a scarlet talisman from his arms, pasted it directly on the peach wood sword, waved the peach wood sword in his hand and rushed towards the lame man.
I don’t know the origin of this talisman, but since this talisman was attached to the peach wood sword, the originally fierce female wandering spirit in red didn’t even dare to get close to him.
Not only the wandering spirit in red, but also the cripple seemed to be particularly afraid of the peach wood sword in the little Taoist priest's hand, and did not even dare to let this thing get close.
Just looking at the moves in the little Taoist's hands, I immediately understood the gap between the two of us.
Although I have also learned some moves and routines, the problem is that I have too little experience with others, especially with such masters.
If we compare strength alone, at this time, with the strange strength of my right hand, my strength should be able to completely suppress the little Taoist priest.
But if you add in his exquisite moves and his flexible use of these moves, I'm afraid the three of us tied together are no match for him.
While restraining one's hands and feet, one goes all out.
The distinction between superior and inferior can be distinguished at a glance.
It only took less than a few minutes for the lame man to be beaten passively.
The cripple, who was originally arrogant and domineering, was like a sick cat in front of the little Taoist priest. No matter how the little Taoist priest tried to deal with the guy, he didn't even have the strength to fight back.
"I've been talking for a long time. Is this all you have? You actually dare to play tricks here. Old man, where is your soul-inducing lamp? Take it out!"
While the little Taoist priest was doing it, he still had time to mock the lame man.
"Stinky Taoist priest, I'm warning you, don't bully others too much and make me anxious. The two of us will break up!"
The cripple has been completely suppressed by the little Taoist priest. Even if I don't do anything, he can only be beaten passively at this time.
I didn't even think that if the little Taoist priest and the lame man were put against each other, it would end up being a one-sided situation.
"Hahahaha, stop bragging here. Do you think I don't know about the evil arts you practice? Don't I know if others don't know your details? Don't forget, I am a Taoist priest of the Quanzhen Sect. ! This evil technique of reviving a dead body cannot be used a second time within three years! If you have the guts, can you try it out for me?"
The little Taoist priest smiled wildly while talking.
Just by looking at the red face of this damn lame man, he knew that everything the little Taoist priest just said must be true.
While the little Taoist priest was speaking, a sword pierced the dead lame man's left wrist.
The mahogany sword without an open edge was like a peerless sword at this moment. I didn't even see how he made the move, and it had already pierced the lame man's wrist.
"What do you want? Even if you kill me, what benefits will you get? At worst, the two of us will die together!"
The lame man was originally no match for the little Taoist priest, and his right hand had been injured by me before. Now that his left hand was injured, he was even more stretched to cope with the little Taoist priest.
"Stop bragging here. A bad guy like you, if you have the guts to die, why is your cultivation only as small as it is now? Don't try to flatter yourself, now give it to me I kneel down and sing Conquer!”
As the little Taoist priest spoke, his whole body seemed to be like a ghost, flashing three times in a row, and then the peach wood sword in his hand swept across.
The lame man couldn't dodge, and the little Taoist priest's peach wood sword made a huge gash in his back.
What surprised me was that the wound basically penetrated his entire back, but except for a soaring stench, I didn't see any blood flowing out of his body!
It was only at this time that I realized that I had always thought that there was something mysterious about his reincarnation technique. After a long time of thinking, it was just an ordinary method of resurrecting a corpse.
It's just that his body is perfectly preserved, and there should be some secret techniques involved in the refining process.
That's why he was able to walk, sit and lie down like a normal person, and even be able to use this corpse to perform some secret arts.
But after all, a corpse is a corpse!
It can never be the same as an ordinary person's body, with body temperature and meridians, the ability to circulate Qi, and the ability to improve one's own cultivation.
But if you say this, I become even more confused. What is this guy trying to do?
He spent so much effort to steal the soul-guiding lamp, and then deliberately arranged it so that his true body was completely wiped out by the underworld, and then returned the soul-guiding lamp again.
Then he possessed a corpse again. Although he could theoretically be immortal, he could no longer improve his cultivation from now on.
And there are those who live forever and endure the pain of their souls being burned by the fire of karma.
What is all this for?
There is no way to do this, just use common sense to explain it!
There must be a monster when things go wrong, and this guy is not generally interested in the iron box that the two of us got out of the cave.
All of this has completely aroused my curiosity. I really want to know what this damn cripple is thinking in his head.
Is it possible that after resurrecting a dead body, my brain started to become difficult to use?